Saturday, November 28, 2009

November 28th

I have been sleeping late, almost 6:30 when I gazed at sunrise colored pink clouds against the mountain. I hugged Vicki and we shared a precious moment. Pickle-ball lasted about an hour prior to the rain, the first moisture since March. The rain washed the desert and the smell was beautiful. I finished the newsletter as Vicki prepared the Christmas decorations, this was an extra special day.

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